[The video feed starts. There's nothing exciting to see; this particular device has been discarded in the frenzied panic the monsters have inspired, giving the network little to see but a whitewashed apartment wall.

The ambient nose is ghoulish: moans, groans, short phrases from the more articulate creatures, nails screeching along windows, rattling at the door. A dog is barking, low and angry.]

Hamlet? It's okay, boy.

[Jinora's voice, soon joined by her worried-looking face as she picks the device up.]

They can't get-- [The girl gasps and clutches the network device close. There's a brief view of the front window where a man, pale-faced and undoubtedly in some stage of decay, puts a gnarled hand against the glass. His voice is almost inaudible, but a word can be made out.]

Disappointment. Disssssapointment...

[The network device clatters to the ground. Quietly, disbelieving, Jinora whispers:]

Daddy?

[SURPRISE! The camera shakes a bit, showing a view of the window in Mae's room, and the closet next to it. The closet rattles, and a muted moan can be heard from it.

She turns the camera to herself. She looks like...she hasn't slept for a few straight days; she joy and mischief's gone from her eyes. Instead, there's anger and fear and tiredness.] Who wished for a zombie apocalypse for Christmas?

[Another rattle from the closet, and its subsequent moan has her closing her eyes with a pained expression.] That's my mother. I used to think she had it in for me, but now she really does, and - [Her voice chokes.] What am I supposed to do? Aim the gun for her heart? I can't - I just -

[Another rattling noise, then the sound of wood breaking, ripped apart from the inside.] Damn - okay. [She starts to take a calming breath before turning to face her demons, except the shadow that falls on her has Mae spinning around quickly.

And there they are. Floating at her window, gaunt and decaying and decadent; her actual demons. Liannan with her red, red hair and her ice-like skin, and Anzu with his hand held out and pressed against the glass.]

Let us in, Mae.

[The last image after that is Mae reaching behind her for the gun, the device getting knocked over and shutting off just in time with the sound of window shattering.]

[ooc; FUN TIME IN THE APARTMENT! For others interested in Mae's ghouls, - if you want them to have seen them - there's her mother (use your imagination for her aspect), AND THEN THERE ARE THE FUNNY ONES: Anzu and Liannan, both demons (Liannan's name might ring a bell to others) of the incubus/sucubus tendencies. In Mae's world, demons enter your dreams in the forms of people you want. If you let them in, they mark you. If you let them in three times, voluntarily, they've got an open door on possessing your body, fooling around town a bit, then leaving you like a vegetable. See? Fun.]

[It was supposed to be a quick venture to the store to restock on food (as good of an idea as she thought it was to do alone even with the speed of her A-T), but instead it was a trap that Gazelle had walked into. The result for her was getting bitten on the arm by one of her ghouls before getting away.]

[As lucky as still being alive was, the fever that followed came quickly with delirium in slow waves of confusion and drowsiness, leaving her no choice but to eventually stop and retire against the trunk of a tree. Tiredly, she fumbles one-handily to get her device turned on.]

Mmm, maybe it wasn't such a good idea... and they still had their A-T. [It may sound like she's mumbling or talking to herself just a little, but it's the best she can do to "explain" things with her fever and her inability to sit still at the moment. She winces given her sore arm.] --Ouch!

[And after pausing to lean back against the tree and let the pain subside for a moment, she continues,] Kaito? What should I do about the bite? It really hurts, and it's really hot...


(ooc: Action is also welcome to everyone and anyone who wants to help or not, but just expect Gazelle responses to get more delirious as things go. Ghouls optional. Hopefully I can play this out with justice and apologies in advance for slow tags.)

[Ever since her first attempt at leaving the house, Bobby has been spending most of each day in her closet. She has a few flashlights around her shedding light, and an open box of soda crackers is next to her. The kitchen knife she stole earlier is just in within reach.]

I hope everyone's safe. At first there weren't many of the dead people and now they're everywhere. People keep telling that it's only a trick but I don't think it could be. After all, how could they be so exactly like them if they weren't really them?

But I had a question for everyone. Has everyone seen someone from their home? I saw someone from mine, and I want to know. I want to make sure it isn't just me.

[She pauses and fiddles with one of the flashlights. When she speaks again it isn't much above a whisper.]


He said he'd find me no matter what. Maybe he brought them here after all.


Sorry.

AAAIIIEEEEEEE!!!

[Now that the large hulking dead guy ( with the unzombie pointy teeth) filling your screen has your attention...]

You have zombies? You want help? Who you call? [Thumps an axe against his chest for emphasis .] Me, ZOMBIEBUSTER!!




[OOC - Yep, that be Big Daddy from Land of the Dead. 

Cain broke the doll at HWK's request.

Anybody near where HWK is filming his advert, you'll see the other zombies milling around giving their "not acting normal brother" a wide berth. They're confused enough to instinctively to put some distance between themselves and the oddball.]

Fuck you --.

[ Stiles' out of breath voice bursts through the network just before the video feeds in. He's holed up in a sports store and brandishing a baseball bat in his free hand. He didn't really want to announce his return via video (the state of his face and general mental welfare being the main reason) but it's easiest, quickest. Because from the sound of it the ghouls have already found him.

Stiles swings the bat with a sound like a snarl, winces when it connects and climbs higher up the metal shelving. ] I can't believe you guys had a freaking zombie apocalypse and didn't invite me.

[ One of them groans and the device dips down as Stiles reaffirms his grip, arm curled around the metal bars. ] Yeah, yeah. Brains, got it. [ He sucks in a breath as the creature starts to climb after him. ] Oh holy god. That's cheating.

Derek? If you're going to save me, now might be the best time. [ Please still be in the City. Please. ]

[ video ]

[Uhura is hiding in a convenience store. She doesn't have much time to post, so she doesn't bother with filters.]

Ensign Chekov, report.

[She's shaking just a little. Seeing Spock here, like this... She wasn't ready. Isn't ready. But her top priority right now (other than staying alive) is ascertaining the status of her subordinate.]

[Video of a Very Frightened Piglet]

I-I'd rather l-l-like to go Home right n-now please.